Crossing The Bar. Alfred Tennyson, 1889.

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Crossing The Bar 

Sunset and evening star,
And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar,
When I put out to sea,

But such a tide as moving seems asleep,
Too full for sound and foam,
When that which drew from out the boundless deep
Turns again home.

Twilight and evening bell,
And after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness of farewell,
When I embark;

For tho' from out our bourne of Time and Place
The flood may bear me far,
I hope to see my Pilot face to face
When I have crossed the bar.

Alfred Tennyson, 1889.

Lord Alfred Tennyson was poet laureate to Queen vIctoria from 1850 to 1892. This piece was written when he was battling a bout of sickness. 

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